The map you were given years ago
says Every day, every moment,
is another chance
to Get It Right,
to step onto this path
to move remembering how
to Breathe how to
Look Up at the faces of people and
Stars in their eyes reflecting
Stars in our eyes
reflecting this other light.
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
MOSTLY MONTREAL, MOST OF THE TIME
I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
